not worth three reals

Large gardens. at the foot of the mountain. Auditoriums for two hundred students, mountain climate located in the tropics. Abundance in fruits and in burning loves
How did your college days start?
With much fear ... ..
With much expectation
Many plans and preconceived ideas
And then nothing was as she had thought.
His heart was immense like the full moon, his mind shining like morning star. He who guides clandestine lovers.
And then many empty guys, at the age when the body is the only thing they see and the neurons seem to be stored, only the skin is important. They are runaway trains.

Be careful not to get in his way that runs over you.
Today saw him in the eyes and what did he think?
"What a nice boy this is"
What beautiful teeth
And his smile that captivates
Provocative lips
Oh oh oh,
totus floreo,
iam amore virginali
totus ardeo,
novus, novus love
est, quo pereo.
As Carmina Burana says:

Blood boils and how it is controlled
Who can say that he was never under his influence?

Love is like that, it drags you and consumes you.
Well let's continue our story about her. Angelina
A beautiful girl, with expressive eyes and provocative lips but very innocent to defend themselves in the jungle of wild beasts that what they want is to eat everything to the leftovers and then leave.
Poor she fell into the hummingbird's net. His nectar extracted without care and flew the next day, to leave only pain in his soul
Poor Angelina!
Now it's not worth three reais.